This underground space was even larger and more complex than Dragon City's Monster Arena.
It should have been part of the vast underground city built by the ancestors of the High-Level Orcs.
Unfortunately, years of neglect had caused collapses everywhere.
The chain of massive methane explosions had further widened the cracks.
A large number of Totem Beasts that had not been blown to death had also desperately squeezed out through the fissures.
Turning this place into something riddled with holes, with drafts leaking in everywhere.
Meng Chao was stained with the blood of Unicorn Copper Bulls and Hammer Armor Dragons.
The thick stench of blood kept the vast majority of Totem Beasts from daring to show themselves from the darkness.
He crawled through one crack after another, moving faster and faster.
His grasp of direction also grew increasingly precise.
Whenever he occasionally encountered an impenetrable wall, all he had to do was retreat several steps and ram into it viciously, and he could always smash out a brand-new passage.
Fifteen minutes later, Meng Chao stopped before a wall that appeared to stand at the end of a passage.
The wall gleamed faintly with a metallic sheen. Both its length and width exceeded five cubits. Its entire surface was as smooth as a mirror, without the slightest seam between bricks and stones. It looked as though it had been cast in one piece.
Meng Chao clenched his fist and tapped it lightly. A dull echo came from within the wall, proving that even if there was no solid rock behind it, the wall itself was far thicker than an arm's length.
Meng Chao narrowed his eyes and carefully examined it from top to bottom and side to side.
Then, the Totem Armor on his left arm liquefied and shifted again, changing